A Friend's Loss
For L
I listen to you speak and sorrow
Knowing you so short a time
You have become so close
A friend
Your pain finds echo in me
I grieve for you, yet
Thoughts of me intrude
They say 'If she can find
Such pain in love, what
Hope is there for you?'
My tears are for you - and me
You could be me
But a few years older,
A little wiser, more admirable, more worthy
Yet when you speak of
Younger days I see myself now
And I find your loss
Robs me of hope, and trust
Saying scornfully 'And yet
You hope?!'
